MY MAN (MON HOMME)
Fanny Brice - Ziegfeld Follies of 1921 - Funny Girl
(Music : Maurice Yvain / English Lyrics : Channing Pollack - 1920)

Ruth Etting - 1927
Barbra Streisand


It's cost me a lot 
But there's one thing that I've got 
It's my man. 

Cold and wet 
Tired, you bet 
But all that I soon forget 
With my man. 

He's not much for looks 
And no hero out of books 
Is my man... 

Two or three girls has he 
That he likes as well as me 
But I love him! 

I don't know why I should 
He isn't any good 
He isn't true 
But I'll stick to him like glue 
What else can I do? 

Oh my man, I love him so! 
He'll never know. 
All my life is just despair 
But I don't care! 

When he takes me in his arms 
The world is bright, 
All right! 

What's the difference if I say 
I'll go away? 
When I know I'll come back 
On my knees some day; 
For whatever my man is 
I am his 
Forever more! 

Sometimes I say 
If I just could get away 
With my man 

He'd go straight, sure as fate, 
For it never is too late 
For a man. 

I just like to dream of a cottage by a stream 
With my man 

Where a few flowers grew and perhaps a kid or two 
Like my man. 

And then my eyes get wet 
I 'most forget 

'Til he gets hot 
And tells me not to talk 
such rot... 

Oh my man, I love him so! 
He'll never know. 
All my life is just despair 
But I don't care! 

When he takes me in his arms 
The world is bright 
All right! 

What's the difference if I say 
I'll go away 
When I know I'll come back 
On my knees some day 
For whatever my man is 
I am his 
Forever more!